Air Troubles: Part 1

First of all, YAY for having a free laptop that I am forced to carry with me during “business-trips”. Killing time looking at your computer screen seems to be more fun than staring at unfriendly strangers at the airport. I used to think, what is so important that people can’t wait to write on their indispensable laptops, typing away furiously at airport terminals. But now I understand. And it sure feels nice to write since its been a while that I’ve had time to post my whereabouts.

So where am I flying? I’m going to Chicago to attend “New Employee School”, which is the name that my firm gives to its training program. It’s the first time that I’m visiting Chicago, so sort of excited. New city, new people. New clubs, new gays. But I’m not really planning on visiting the gay area in Chicago, also known as “Boys Town” (how appropriate to call an area full of ungodly, vulgar, promiscuous homosexuals BOYS TOWN). The reason for my self-immolation is the vast quantity of time that I am scheduled to spend “training” and doing the get-to-know-you thing with my colleagues. But shit happens. Especially when I don’t plan on it.

Speaking of not planning and shit happening, I just missed the 2 o’clock flight that I was originally scheduled to board. Somehow, I forgot that passengers are supposed to arrive two hours prior to departure. And it’s not the first time that I’ve forgotten this small piece of information, which makes me somewhat pissed at myself. But I’m not berating myself too much since I’m now a standby for the 3 o’clock flight, only an hour after the time that I was supposed to fly. Ok, I just hear they are going to start boarding, so I’m going to continue this later.